Saturday, July 14, 2012

This is about Harry Potter

Exactly one year ago I sat down in a movie theater with some of my very best friends and I cried for the better part of two hours.

Exactly one year ago was the premiere of Deathly Hallows Part II. Yes, this is about Harry Potter.

For the longest time, I needed Harry Potter in my life. I still need Harry Potter in my life. It's one of the greatest stories of friendship and bravery that I have experienced and it has been a part of me for as long as I can remember. And now, at midnight on 15 July 2012, I'm remembering exactly why.

Harry Potter is one of those things that helped me... accept myself for who I am, I guess. It didn't do that when it was being read to me for the first time when I was very young, but it did it in the summer of 2011 and it has continued to do it since.

It wasn't until I discovered the fandom last summer that I began to realize what this series was to me and to every other person involved. It wasn't until then that I began to remember what this story had done for me and continued to do for me every time I thought about it or read one of the books or watched one of the movies. It wasn't until then that I thanked JK Rowling for changing my life subtly, but for the better. One summer ago I was a very different person than I am today. No, it wasn't the first time that I read the books. But it was the first time I really understood them.

Last summer I discovered wizard rock and Harry Potter vloggers and LeakyCon and StarKid. I stayed up until four in the morning to register for Pottermore and then I was sorted into Hufflepuff when I was sure I was a Ravenclaw. I saw my first midnight premiere and I got a light up wand and I bought a tie just so I could dress up. I found a home among random strangers on the internet and fictional characters that I related to more than I wanted to admit. I'm okay here, in this imagined place, in this second home.

My Harry Potter experience is never going to be the same as someone who grew up with the trio, someone much older than myself. But it's unique and it's my own and It's gotten me to a good place in my life. I could not thank these fictional characters or this author for this. I wouldn't know how.

Exactly one year ago I sat in a theater with some of my very best friends and I watched the last installment of a franchise that changed my life. And I wouldn't have wanted to end it any other way.

Until next time
xx D

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

It was a year ago today

It was a year ago today that I sat down on my computer and was really pissed at my neighbors for doing fireworks before the fourth of July. I considered posting about it on Facebook but at that time there was still a character limit on Facebook posts. So of course my immediate thought was "I must blog about this." And thus this nonsense began.

((As a side note, my neighbors are actually blowing up fireworks right now and it's quite irritating. Seriously.))

I proceeded, in the month of July in 2011, to blog about the final Harry Potter movie. I don't want to think about that right now because if I do I'll cry, so we're going to move on. I still haven't read those posts, actually, because I don't want to cry right now.

((Seriously guys, can you not wait one more day to do your stinking fireworks? I promise it's not that hard. You can do it.))

On the second of August last year I got it in my mind that I should blog everyday and it would be fine and yeah, blogging everyday would be fun. I'll be the first to tell you that BEDAugust 2011 was one of the worst ideas that I had. It was some of the worst writing that I have ever done. I didn't realize that I could format posts so they weren't just unbroken walls of text, I didn't have anything interesting to talk about, and I just talked about the same uninteresting stuff over and over and over again. I was just a little pretentious newly fourteen year old who had a blog without an audience and thought that the world needed to hear what she had to say. And now I'm an almost fifteen year old who laughs at how pretentious she can be and who blogs because she knows that one day, she'll need to hear what she had to say.

((I don't even know my neighbors but I'm seriously thinking about going outside and saying something. I won't, but I'm thinking about it.))

I started this blog before I had a tumblr, before I had ever spoken to anyone on the internet that I didn't already know and when I was still afraid to let people see my face. BEDAugust 2011 was awful. But it was also brilliant. I figured out why every day was awesome. I wrote and I wrote and I wrote and I wrote and I improved and I documented the first few weeks of freshman year. One day I'll be happy that I documented the first bit and the last bit of freshman year. There's this lifestyle as a blogger that other people don't really have. Some people keep journals and some make scrapbooks but I share my life with the internet even though I'm the only one who reads it. And in three years after I've graduated and I want to remember freshman year or remember what I did in 2011 I'll be able to come to this silly little website and find it. That's kind of magical if you think about it.

((I think they stopped doing the fireworks but just as I typed that I heard popping noises. They're definitely still going. Good.))

A year ago I was a very different person with very different experiences. And now here I am taller, tanner, with slightly different hair, a slight starkid obsession, and so many new friends. This year hasn't been the greatest but it's definitely been life altering.

Until next time
xx D